In The Womb

In all the chaos and stress of late, I completely neglected to post about my second visit to the uterine scarring expert. As you can see, I got pictures!

It went really well. Histeroscopy is generally scheduled last-minute. I was told to call when I had my period so that they could do it sometime between days 5 and 12, when the uterus would be clear of lining. That fell on a popular vacation week. It was very quiet. I don't think med students get vacation, so they were probably off doing their first open heart surgery or something that day, because they were nowhere to be seen.

Everyone was very sweet and kind to me. I was nervous. I needn't have been.

"Tell her the truth," said Dr. I to his nurse as he entered the exam room. "It's a piece of cake!"

And it was. I barely even felt it. In a histeroscopy, they put a little fiber-optic up through your cervix. It has a light and a camera and a tube to pump your uterus full of sterile saline. They pump you up and take a good look around. Maybe it hurts a little more if you've never had a baby, but it did not hurt me at all. Not even a pinch.

What I saw was what you see at the top of this post: one peachy pink uterus with nice, smooth walls. No fibroids. No scary scars. Two open tunnels that are my fallopian tubes.

So quick. So easy. So reassuring!

With that picture of my pretty pink clean slate to reassure me, it's time to try again.